About a week before Christmas there seemed like there was no hope of there being a white one. And then suddenly a blip appeared in the forecast. All of a sudden there was a chance of a wet system colliding with a cold system, right over us! Elevations over 200m were supposed to get snow, with places closer to sea level being mixed rain and snow. Well we are about 100m above sea level. Lots of times the forecast snow never materializes, so we didn't pay much attention.
Monday morning, the 21st, dawned wet and grey. Very wet in fact. But, some of the rain drops were looking a little more obvious than others. When we went on our morning bush walk, water was everywhere, and the creek was flowing with more water than the culvert could handle, and was rushing across the trail. But as we walked, the snow flakes became more obvious mixed in with the rain, and during the day the snow took over.
By the time we set off on our late afternoon walk around the block it was a winter wonderland!
These bulbs looked so pretty glowing through the snow.
Our neighbour's house looked so pretty
But across the road there was a mess to clean up. The snow was wet and heavy and branches brought down some powerlines. Ours went out the next morning. We made sure we didn't walk under any trees, and detoured out into another neighbour's field to avoid some.
My star made out of coathangers, on our gate. It didn't look like a star from a distance, I didn't have enough white lights.
There was some cracking and crashing during the night. One branch near the top of a large evergreen next to the house brought down a lot of other branches as it fell, and crushed the fence. We cleaned it up today. A few chickens were using the branches as a way to get out.
Tuesday morning the snow had stopped, and it was so pretty. 8" measured on the front lawn.
The setting sun and rising fog late that afternoon made for some pretty pictures.
And then back at home, the sun was down and the moon was up.
I had missed the walk on Tuesday morning as I had a dentist appointment for two molars to be extracted. I joked that it was my Christmas diet plan.
Larry told me that he had to crawl on his hands and knees on some parts of the trail that morning.
We had taken the little battery chainsaw out with us, so we used that until the battery ran out.
Jake at 16 1/2. He just keeps plodding on💗
That afternoon I spent far too much time trying to get chickens to cooperate in a photoshoot that in my head, worked out so well. Ha, ha, just the opposite in real life.
Wednesday night the fog and freezing temperatures had made for some sparkly hoar frost Thursday morning.
Crystals on the grass sticking through the ice.
The battery had been recharged, and that morning we got the rest of the trail cleared out enough to walk through .
On Christmas day we went for a walk to the dyke. As a single, it was 'ok' for our daughter to come for Christmas. She has made up our bubble of three through this whole pandemic. Our son and girlfriend stayed in Alberta.
A white Christmas, although the day was gray and the snow was soggy.
There were lots of other dogs and their people down there. Luna is not fond of strange dogs, so I took her down by the creek for her own photoshoot!
She's keeping an eye on brother Jake greeting those other dogs on the top of the dyke.
We went back home and got the turkey cooking. It was small and I had brined it, which makes it cook faster it seems. The meat thermometer eventually showed it as easily cooked, no matter where I poked the probe in. I put it aside to rest, while the rest of the dishes finished cooking. Everything was ready to go, just the turkey needed carving. Larry started and then I noticed slightly pink juice. Ugh! Back in the oven it went, but everything else was ready, so we just ate dinner without the turkey. And to be honest, no one missed it. Now the leftovers have been eaten up as of today, with lots of turkey left still. Turkey soup coming up.
I hope you had a decent Christmas this year, wonderful in it's own way, no matter how you celebrated it.💖